Games kids play. The amazing thing about this whole series of pictures is the changing facial expressions and reactions of all the people as they watched. Jenka affects the whole group and this game got the whole family going. In this first image you can see avid interest as Lottie selects which piece she is going to take.
With the middle of the column already pretty unstable, it was getting difficult to remove pieces without making it fall. Nerve racking. The boys are surprised at which piece she chose.
They watch the piece move. Look at the intense expressions while watching with anticipation (including a tongue).
She does it without having the blocks topple over and it blows Isaac’s mind.
Lottie is feeling truly triumphant! Yay! La Dee Dah!
I love to find photography surprises when I am wearing my photographer hat! As I swung around to catch the “father of the groom” with “the stepmother” I got the first photograph shot. Then stepped in for a better one and captured an unexpected wonderful surprise. Four members of the groom’s family instead of two.
Right Place & Time
In the space of a second just between the two shots, the view changed to include two more who are the groom’s brothers walking behind their father. This would be impossible to orchestrate. Can you imagine trying to capture this shot right when the shutter opened. Take 1,000,000,000. It was simply one of those photography surprises. Lucky me!
I was not an official photographer for the wedding but fully enjoyed being able to use our new camera, a Nikon 7500 to capture the “non-pro” shots of the day. There is no better way for me to discover equipment capabilities than just jumping in and using a camera or lens to get familiar with it. The proof is in the pudding then, cause it either works or it doesn’t.
I was able to just relax and capture what was going on all around in the background. What a fully enjoyable day, I didn’t have to stress, because Pat and Kim Flanigan already had a wonderful lady doing a fantastic job in that department already. Sorry, I don’t know her name, but if you need a photographer you should get this one who is pictured above!
It is an honor to be able to attend our grand daughters wedding (alias Colleen Flanigan) this weekend. We are so lucky to have people who love us, and include us in their lives like our family does. There is now a proud couple in our family, Juan and Colleen OCampo! We love you!
I have identified photography pet peeves as I wade through the trending volumes of unprofessional photography available on the worldwide web.
Butt shots are the worst. How many “butt-shots” do we need to see? Honestly, it pays to get on the other side of the table to photograph the birthday cake. How many backs of, heads and butts do we need to see before we can actually see the face of the birthday girl blow out the candles?
Please crop the crowd showing us their backs to focus on the recognizable face or focal point! Do the world a favor. Delete the photograph if it is only a shot made up of butts.
selfie |ˈselfē| (also selfy)
noun (pl.selfies) informal
a photograph that one has taken of oneself, typically one taken with a smartphone or webcam and shared via social media: occasional selfies are acceptable, but posting a new picture of yourself everyday isn’t necessary.
Really! I love the way that this definition ends by saying a new selfie every day is not necessary. Selfies are overused to document everyday activities and companions by everyone. They have now become a standard portrait method.
Have you ever considered that those closeup faces allow widespread facial recognition and location tracking?
Is big brother watching? Yes, you bet he is!
I do not consider the selfie as an art form.
An artistic image invites us in to feel, remember and become part of what holds our gaze. Those candid action shots that freeze the movement perfectly in the sports arena, or the thoughtful portrait that balances light and focuses with a memorable expression. Even the magnificent storytelling essence of an expansive landscape or event in history. Remembering, the importance of excellence makes me spat when I see a warped face in a group stacked together in a selfie!
Any image that we quickly glance at, see and move away from, does not fall into the category of art for me.
Certainly, a selfie’s facial distortion does not come close to the magical essence of the professional portrait capturing a storyline or personality elegantly.
We live in a digital photography age with almost every person carrying a cell phone camera on their person 24/7. A craze that has literally taken over our world. Unfortunately, this virtual flood of imagery is a deluge of poor-quality random images. A large collection of un-named, un-cropped, out-of-focus, and non-adjusted photography. Very little thought about producing quality images happens. As observers, we suffer from an over-exposure to more than our “fair-share” of terrible shots.
Don’t get me wrong, professional photographers and artist’s do the same as most “trigger-happy” amateur photographers in the crowd.
Pros put thought into focus, background, and lighting before they click that shutter. In contrast, amateurs create volumes of images without any kind of adherence to tried-and-true photography methods. The result is poor quality images, lacking focus, and no having no meaning.
We blindly stumble along with a cell phone in front of us. Becoming gamblers of photography, blindly shooting while hoping that luck will somehow prevail with an outstanding shot in the mess. Unfortunately, without any effort at improving our methods of photography, quality will not improve. Larger volumes, simply create a larger amount of “terrible shots”.
Amateur or Pro?
What are you? Do you have un-named sequential numbers for hundreds or thousands of images on your phone? Do you have to scroll through pages and pages looking for an image to share with someone? Can you search for a particular image by entering a name, place, or date?
The difference between an amateur and a pro is the ability to discern what is “good” and what is “not good”. A learned recognition skill obtained by the study of photography field standards. It is so easy to learn this skill on the internet. There’s no excuse to not educate yourself. If you know what is good, it is easy to get rid of the junk, and only keep the best.
Quality levels of your photographs won’t change, if no effort is spent.
You can improve things right away by establishing a consistent routine of sorting, organizing, and saving your photography. Once you are set up to sort through, save and share your work responsibly, you will see a marked improvement. Instead of wading through a flood of bad shots, you can experience the magic of only scrolling through a few really good images.
keep only the best and discard any that are duplicates or out-of-focus
check resolution, exposure, and color adjustments prior to cropping, naming, and saving
Here is an example of a historic photograph for my family. These are my Great Grand Aunt, “Cordelia Canniff”, with her mother and baby. I know where I get it from, cause this looks like fun to me. Just wondering….
What are the age restrictions for driving back then?
Do you think the roads might have been a little bit muddy?
Photographs are a form of art that preserve views of our humanity. A visual form of historic storytelling. Each old photograph allows us a glimpse into life long ago. Words could not describe the spirit evident in their faces. I am touched as I gaze at the noble facial structure of Chief Joseph‘s portrait. I bet that a lot of persuasion was required to get the Chief to allow his portrait taken. We are fortunate that the photographers were successful. Their perseverance allows us the ability to see his personality, dress and culture perfectly.
I used to be the only fool carrying a camera with me, during the “stone-age” of my youth. People would make fun of me for this fascination until I showed the great shots I got. This view is from the rim of the Kalaheo Side of the Kalalau Canyon in Kauai (Hawaii’s Miniature Grand Canyon).
This camera habit is a life-long one for me. Here is a typical view of me with camera-in-hand in the 1990s. In modern day society, everyone carries a camera around in their cell phone so I am no longer the unusual person in the crowd.
The costs involved in the use of the medium of film, nurtured a natural discernment of the importance of a subject before taking a picture. This narrowed down the volume of shots taken. Additionally, there were the considerations of the developing cost of the film and print which created another sorting of the images effectually filtering the collection a second time. Buying a camera, and learning how to use it narrowed the photographers down to people with an invested interested in the field. This investment along with the costs involved in the film and development created a filtering process which greatly narrowed down public photography to the “most excellent shots in the batch”.
Estate sales, illustrate many avenues of photograph storage. documentation, filing and storage of shots is handled differently by each individual who points a camera. Some, simply leave volumes of unsorted and forgotten envelopes in boxes, while others carefully place shots into highly organized photograph albums. Some photographers take the time to identify each print with notes written on the back to identify the people, places and things being recorded. This printed method of history storage is dying. Boxes of photographs are being replaced with digital storage.
I find myself downsizing as I gradually go through and sort through the stuff collected throughout my life. I have inherited multiple boxes of photographic memories from deceased family members. These gifts have assigned me the onorous task of sorting through photographs from a time a long time ago. Discarding duplicates, un-identified, or out-of-focus shots in an effort to reduce the volume.
I scan, reasonably repair and post to my own family tree on ancestry.com. Planning to scan and save to disk, then subsequently send originals to the most closely related family member still alive. Hopefully, I will not burden loved ones with having to go through a similar task when I am gone. My end goal is to have no boxes of photographs in my studio when I pass.
I appreciate the past relatives who had the good manners to let me know who and what I am looking at. Those Grandparents, Aunts & Uncles, Moms and Dads, siblings who took the time to scribble an ID message on the back, are absolute life-savers for the person working on family history preservation. See my great great great aunt’s photograph, who had been ID’d because of a little note on the back which allowed me to see who she was on the family tree.
Memories reside in a photo. Have you ever noticed how a single good photograph can instantly trigger teleportation right back into memory? Photography has had that amazing power for hundreds of years, allowing us the ability to recapture a memory.
This thought is elegantly presented by the lyrics in an old favorite song of mine, “Photographs and Memories” by Jim Croce. Songwriters are a special breed of artists too!
…Photographs and memories
All the love you gave to me
Somehow it just can’t be true
It’s all I’ve left of you…
I was processing photography from my camera on my computer this morning. You know, naming and filing or discarding them if it is out-of-focus or a duplicate. Then I opened a family folder and began touring the past and before I knew it, an hour had passed. There was some kleenex involved with the images found of people no longer here.
Above is a picture of my cousin Jeanie and her husband Lawrence taken years ago. They were just here visiting for a short time and I always miss them a lot. Some people are never around for long enough.
People change a great deal throughout their lives. Here is a photograph of my 3-year-old son trying a lemon. What a great facial expression!
Next, is a shot of him and I took in the Colorado airport in his twenties. Sorry for the graininess of the second image (“low-res” cell phone) camera. Truly, time changes everything. Those two shots don’t even look like the same person, which is amazing.